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... did. Veyr’s fingers froze above the chessboard, one move away from checkmate, as the page cleared his throat from the doorway.
"Lord Veyr," the boy said, his voice cracking on the title. "Your father requests your immediate presence in the west study."
Veyr glanced at the board, calculating. One move to victory, but Father’s summons meant the game would go unfinished. He sighed and straightened, offering an apologetic smile to his opponent, an elderly scholar whose name he’d alr ...
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